"Interesting! There is actually a faint cold law, and it seems that this Death Sanctuary is not a barren place. Wei Qing squeezed hard, and the black ice let out a crisp click, and slipped between his fingers in pieces, falling into the ink river.

Wei Qing stepped out in one step, passing above the Black Ice Ink River, and suddenly a suction force came out, pulling him down, trying to pull him into the river.

Wei Qing had already expected this, and his body was full of vertical and horizontal paths, and he blasted towards the river below, shattering the pulling force from below inch by inch, and easily crossed over from the river surface.

Standing on the opposite side of the Mo River, Wei Qing looked at the calm river and pondered.

Then, he slowly closed his eyes, and his divine sense slowly penetrated into the river, constantly exploring deeply.

After half a ring, his eyes opened, revealing a look of confusion, and he didn't find anything.

Shaking his head, his body shook, and flew into the distance.

Just after he left, in the deepest part of the Black Ice Ink River, there was a narrow crack, and the surface of the crack was covered with a faint black light curtain, this was a formation, even with Wei Qing's Divine Sense, he didn't notice it.

Inside the cracks. It was still dark, with no end in sight, as deep as a starry sky.

In the depths of this deep space, there was a severed hand floating, holding a cyan Xiaoding in his hand, and the five elements around the small ding vibrated in a circle, making a slight trembling, as if he wanted to break free from the control of the broken hand.

However, the severed hand seemed to be rotten on the surface, but it could emit an endless cold aura, freezing the surrounding space. The formation of the Black Ice Ink River is directly related to it.

And what it is holding in its hand is Zhending, one of the nine tripods of Shenzhou.

It's just that although Wei Qing saw the strangeness of the Black Ice Ink River, he didn't have much time to explore.

However, even if he had enough time, it might be difficult to find the crack.

After all, the Black Ice Ink River had existed in the Death Sanctuary for a long time, and there was still no monk who had discovered the location of the crack, which was directly related to that layer of isolation formation.

Even Wei Qing's Book of Nine Tripods did not perceive the existence of Zhending, which shows that it is extraordinary.

Wei Qing, who was flying rapidly in mid-air, did not know that he had passed by Zhending, but continued to move in the direction of the Wheel Temple.

Compared to the Endless Mountain, the Death Sanctuary has a greater impact on the monks, and the endless demonic energy that permeates the surroundings will make the monks hallucinate and shake their minds. However, this impact is negligible for Wei Qing now.

After passing through the Black Ice Ink River, Wei Qing saw that in the thick black mist, there was a huge formation light curtain blocking the front.

This is the isolation formation of the Death Sanctuary, enveloping the entire central area in it, and only after passing through the formation light curtain can it be regarded as truly stepping into the territory of the demons.

Wei Qing stood next to the formation light curtain and did not rush in, but pressed his hands on the formation light curtain and felt it carefully.

A cold aura was transmitted from the formation light curtain, and Wei Qing could even feel that the gloomy aura that came out from the roar seemed to contain individual will.

"This is the living soul"

Wei Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, the golden light flashed in his left eye, and through his left eye, he could clearly see that above the formation light curtain, there were countless living souls, they were in different forms, and there were people and beasts.

Normally, they wander around silently on the light curtain of the formation, and once the formation is attacked, they will turn into the most powerful attack weapons, tearing the intruder's spirit to shreds.

Moreover, this formation can automatically identify the identity of the intruder, and if a non-demon monk enters, he will definitely be attacked with all his might.

Wei Qing was not afraid, but once he forcibly broke in, it would alarm the masters of the Death Sanctuary, and when the time came, it would be impossible for him to quietly enter the Wheel Temple.

Just as he hesitated, a group of centaurs in the distance was flying towards him.

It was a chariot on which several people, five men and two women, dressed in the same attire, all in aqua-blue robes, embroidered with three small crossed swords on the cuffs.

Wei Qing's body flickered and disappeared into the void.

The chariot stopped in front of the light curtain of the formation, and the leader was a middle-aged strong man with the strength of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, only to see him reach out and brush it on the storage ring, and there was an extra palm-sized token in his hand.

Then he stretched out his hand and played a spell, and the token turned into a ray of light and flew out, submerging into the formation light curtain, and the next moment, a flash gate appeared.

The strong man drove the chariot and entered the light gate.

Just as they entered, a breeze blew, and the black air that permeated the surroundings swirled and spread out.

Unaware, the crowd sat in the chariot and talked in low voices.

When the chariot completely entered the formation, the light gate slowly closed, turned into a token and flew back to the strong man's palm, and then the chariot accelerated away.

When they left, Wei Qing's figure emerged from the void and muttered in a low voice: "Immortal Source Sword Sect"

After walking another distance, Wei Qing found that the direction of the pedestrian before was actually the same as him, and it was the direction of going to the Wheel Turning Temple.

"Interesting. The corners of Wei Qing's mouth showed a faint smile.

Except for the ten temples, there are no other towns in the Death Sanctuary, but there are tribes scattered all over the Death Sanctuary.

All of these tribes have one thing in common, they all worship a black black statue, which is worshipped once a day in the morning and in the evening.

This is the source of their strength, this is their god - the black crow.

Wei Qing followed the chariot all the way, and soon he felt that the chariot in front of him was exuding a strange aura, enveloping the entire chariot, forming a black black crane with wings spread and flying.

Flying above countless tribes, almost all the human demons fell to their knees, whining low, as if praying to their gods.

It took more than two months to fly almost unimpeded, and the men stopped over a mountain range, but did not continue on.

Wei Qing also stopped, looking at the mountains below suspiciously, the strange rocks below were craggy, and the terrain was complicated.

Dozens of stone pillars rose into the sky and protruded into the clouds.

Between the strange stones, there are countless deep pits, these deep pits are bottomless, exuding a rich demonic aura. Even the divine sense is difficult to penetrate into it.

The chariot slowly fell, stopped on a boulder, seven people got down from the car, and the big man led by stretched out his hand, put away the chariot, and led everyone to jump into a deep pit.

Wei Qing quietly followed behind and also entered it.

Inside the deep pit, it was pitch black, and bursts of icy cold wind blew from below, and there was a faint mournful hissing sound.

As Wei Qing continued to go deeper, the cold aura around him became heavier and heavier, and I don't know how long it took, a piece of fire suddenly appeared below.

The seven men in front of them increased their speed significantly, and in a short time, they appeared in the place where the fire was shining, which was a protruding mountain wall.

Everyone stood on the mountain wall, and the strong man who took the lead stretched out his hand to play a few spells, and the next moment, a rumbling sound came out, and a stone gate appeared on the mountain wall, and everyone walked into it quickly.

Wei Qing hurriedly dodged in, and the moment he entered, the stone door closed again.

(End of chapter)